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Feeling: paranoid

There are massive fucking spiders in this basement. There was one on my desk. I'm fucking uber paranoid. I fucking hate spiders. -shudder-

I am working on an idea for a story that I keep having to pop on here to look at mah image to really ponder. It's a pain in the ass.

GOD DAMN IT! I'm so fucking paranoid that I'm jumpy at EVERYTHING! I HATE SPIDERS! DDDDDDX

God I'm tired and my face hurts. I'm going to play HeartGold till I pass out.

~Kayla

i watched you let yourself die

and now its too late to save you this time

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Her violet eyes stared into the darkness that she surrounded herself in. Silent tears slid down her cheeks as she held onto her arms. Shifting, the woman's legs were drawn to her chest. Her mind played over memory after memory remembering every good and bad time that they were together. Only one word played in her mind as the rapid photoshoot of smiles flashed in her mind.

"Why?"

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